Name: Camellia (named after the flower)

Nickname: Cam

Age: 5

Gender: Stallion

Breed: Appaloosa

Color: Bay Leopard

Sire: Phantom

Dam: April Charm

Siblings: None (ask)

Mate: None (ask)

Foals: None (ask)

Likes: Being alone, Wandering, Helping others

Dislikes: Humans, Cruel humans/ horses, The Calvalry

Characteristics: Very sweet, Caring, He likes to help, He puts others before himself, Easily stressed out, Anxious with many things

Bio:

Ever since Camellia was little, he was always the favorite. When he was born, mares from the herd stood around and stared at him in awe, complementing his sire and dam on what a gorgeous foal they gave birth to. Since that day, he got so many more complements, from others foals; fillies and colts. After a while, he began brushing them off, considering they were basically regular things he got. Occassionally he would get a little irritated or annoyed, because the complements were non-stop. However, he soon found out that maybe he shouldn't have taken all of that for granted, because not everyone loved him.  

Camellia was about 2 years of age when he left his herd, knowing he was no longer allowed to stay there unless he wanted to fight his sire for seniority. 

The night he left was a quiet, fall evening. It was close to midnight when he decided to set out on his new journey, after finally getting up the courage to leave his dam and family. He walked slowly out of the slightly deserted area, with huge mountains and rocks surrounding him as he walked. Cam felt safe and secure for now, and he was finally happy to be by himself, where it was nice and quiet. He walked all that night, finally stopping for a rest at dawn. The stallion sighed as he rested up against a tree, his legs hurting slightly from walking so much. He was about to go to sleep when he heard slight rustling in the tree's nearby. His sleepy eyes looked up, seeing the shadow of a figure in the trees. Cam's ears perked and he stood up, taking a few steps forward. His ears pinned and he stomped, "Who's there?" he asked, scared and worried at the same time. There was no answer, so he took another step forward. Still no answer, but he was persistant, trotting foward and finally sniffing around the trees, peering through them, "Hello??" he called again. The head of another horse came out from behind a tree. Cam let out a sigh of relief when he saw it, judging by the petiteness of the horse, he guessed it was a mare. "You scared me..." he sighed. 

To be continued...~

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